Ha ha!!! This is great. A song about feminist, gun control, and abortion was never so cute and fun! Tongue planted firmly in her cheek, dear Nellie McKay (not to be confused with sexy soul sister Stephanie McKay) wanders from jazzy to broadway-esque and back to coffee-house jazz in this short & sweet (but very short, 31.5 minutes? really??) gem of an album!
God, I’m sucker for a indie-babe… =)
Feminist don’t have a sense of humor
feminist just want to be alone
feminist spread vicious lies and rumors
they have a tumor on their funny bone…
More sweet love for this cutie..